Making the Best of it

As many of you know I am participating as the music director of a local production of High School Musical. It has been an awesome (albeit tiresome) job. Opening night is Saturday May 2nd and I am thrilled not only to be performing at last but to finally be able to see the light at the end of this tunnel.

Anyway, we had our last dress rehearsal a few nights ago and since Robert is gone the boys were will me. We got home late that night and when I was finally tucking the boys in bed around 10:00 pm Spencer said, "Mom you did a great job tonight." Wow, I thought what a sensitive kid. But before I could say, "Thanks lovey, that is really sweet." He said, "But you don't look like the other kids Mom". Oh boy, this is going to be interesting. "What do you mean?" I ask. "Well... it is just that... you don't look like a teenager." I could tell he was choosing his words carefully. "What can I do to look more teenagery?" I wanted to know. After giving it some thought Spencer suggested that I wear a wig. Right! Ross, who I thought was asleep, chimed in "No you don't need a wig, you just need to die your hair a different color." Okay? I could tell we weren't getting very far with the hair thing so I decided to see if I could get anything else out of them. "Is there anything else that makes me look different?" I asked. "Yeah" said Spencer hesitantly "your face". I needed clarification. "Do mean the expression on my face" I asked hopefully "or my actual face?" "Your actual face Mom." Shoot! "Well, what do you think I should do about that?" I asked starting to feel a little irritated with the conversation. "Well, you could just wear a mask," Spencer suggested sweetly. Mama Mia! Then Ross pipes up again. "No... I've got a better idea Mom- how about you just hide back stage"

Wow, once again I get the startling truth from my boys. The funny thing is I have felt incredibly self conscious about being on stage with the kids from the very day they asked me to do it and now I have it (on good authority) that I look as ridiculous as I feel up there. But what can be done? If I hadn't already cried a good many tears over this show- I might just sit down and cry about it. But the truth is the show must go on- so I better make the best of it!